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Corbett's Place

It's been years but I've known all the while

You write books but the plot's one-sided

I've been close because you're convinced

I will say what you already wish

Through the halls of Corbett's Place

Your voice echoes and it shatters my embrace

Some silly thought you seem to acquire

When it's been said your world's on fire

 

Tell me your problems I want to hear

Can't you see that's why I stand clear?

I would listen if you cared

But you answer as if I was not there

There's marimbas, sounds like a call

So I move my arms and I walk towards the door

I'm handed a note, my steps are on hold

I turn around and there you go

 

I could fly to the Western slopes

Where if you breathe you would probably choke

On the lies and the lack of smoke

You talk more than you probably should

You talk more than you probably should

 

Cold as hell, breathe lingers past

Roommate love, but the frozen grass

Sticks to souls, he's still around

But the fear, yeah, the stench it prowls

Freshman tithes, phone call vibes

Calling through the telephone lines

Open three hours long 

Somehow the pain was lost

 

I could fly to the Western slopes

Where if you breathe you would probably choke

On the lies and the lack of smoke

You talk more than you probably should

You talk more than you probably should

 

It's been years but I've known all the while

You write books but the plot's one-sided

I've been close because you're convinced

I will say what you already wish